HEAT WAVE: Six Sexy Stories for Sultry Summer Nights

HEAT WAVE

Six Sexy Stories

for Sultry Summer Nights

Summer. Hot. Sticky. Sexy.

Although not all of the stories in this collection take place in the summer, they are definitely hot, might make you a little sticky, and are unquestionably sexy. What is more perfect for a sultry summer night?

Seduction is the name of the game in some of our stories. Control, submission, and domination flavor a couple more. And the others? Just downright deliciously sexy, in multiple ways.

Cheapskates in Love

Evelyn Jules

Here’s the blurb for Cheapskates in Love:

It’s couples’ skating night down at the local rink and Elena Armstrong can’t seem to keep her cocky jock blind date around long enough to knee him in the balls. Sadly, she was too much of a cheapskate to pay for a membership to an online dating site and based everything on Leonard’s personality profile alone. Big mistake.

At the opposite end of the rink, Ben Kessel, another cheapskate on a blind date with Iris, the ice princess, is having a similarly miserable time. Elena, a hater of all things sports-related, inches out into the skating world butt-first and collides with Ben. After sharing their hilarious and horrifying dates-gone-wrong stories, the two disappear and make everything right again on the floor in the players’ dressing room. Almost everything. They forget to exchange numbers. Now these two cheapskates need to make the ultimate sacrifice: pay for a membership to the online dating site so they can track each other down. But is the possibility of love really worth the price of $24.95 per month?

Here’s an excerpt from Cheapskates in Love:

“So how does a guy like you end up on an online dating site?”

He nodded, as though he was expecting the question. “I could ask you the same thing, Elena.” Just the way he said her name brought on the tingles. “Do you have any idea how beautiful you are?”

Again. He knocked the breath out of her lungs again. The first time her butt might have been partially to blame, but this time his words had the same effect. Hell, nearly every word out of this man’s mouth was like poetry to her ever-increasing libido.

God bless him, he even knew when to keep talking, because right now she was having a

hard enough time breathing let alone forming a coherent sentence. “I’m pushing towards thirty-five. I have two younger sisters who are married with children. I’m just…tired of dating the wrong women. It’s so hard to find someone you connect with on more than one level. I thought maybe this site would do the dirty work for me.”

“God,” she whispered. “I’m sorry. I just…I’m having a really amazing fantasy in my head right now. Do you think, uh…Could you say the whole ‘beautiful’ thing again?”

He laughed harder than she’d heard him laugh. He could laugh all night long and she’d never grow tired of it. When he calmed down, he raised a hand to cup her cheek and repeated the magic word in a deep, husky timbre. “Elena, you are a stunningly beautiful woman.”

Before she realized what was happening, she found herself leaning in to him. He smelled like hot cocoa and cinnamon. She licked her lips, tasting excitement, a tiny bit of fear, and so damn much desire it scared her. Their lips connected and she felt that desire all the way to her toes. The kiss was slow and sweet. His tongue gently teased her lower lip. A quiet moan filled the air as she opened her mouth and granted him access.

It is my pleasure to feature Evelyn Jules, author of Cheapskates in Love on Room With Books. Thank you, Evelyn, and welcome to my Room With Books.

What do you do when you are not writing?

This may come as a shock, but I like to read. Dirty books, mostly. *grins* I’m also a high school Physical Education/Dramatic Arts teacher who loves to play, teach, and coach sports, have karaoke dance parties, juggle, hula hoop, and eat endless amounts of peanut butter.

Is there any particular author or book that influenced you in any way either growing up or as an adult?

The first author I can remember reading and loving is Robert Munsch. It wasn’t just the books I loved, either. It was the man himself. He was his books. He became his characters. Not only did that inspire me as an author, it inspired me as a teacher.

Can you tell us about your challenges in getting your first book published?

My road to becoming published wasn’t nearly as bumpy or winding as some might think. In 2011, I attended a reader/writer conference with a friend of mine who’d recently earned published author status. One of the main features of this conference was the raffle—hundreds of prizes donated by authors and publishers were up for grabs. Since I did a lot of creative writing and had dreams of following in my friend’s footsteps, I decided on a whim to toss a few ballots into a ‘ten page publisher critique’ raffle bag. Guess what? I won! I sent ten pages of a short story I’d written to the publisher who gave me wonderful feedback and some pointers on how to make it more ‘publishable’. Less than a year later, I received a contract from that same publisher for my story entitled Blind Faith.

If you could have any superpower what would you choose?

Y’know, this is such a great question, and I’ve never really known how to answer it before. But now I think I have the perfect answer. I wish I could write 1000 words per minute. Wait. One thousand really amazing words that everyone will be in awe of. There. That’s better.

What was your first job?

I worked as a ‘summer student’ at General Motors in the truck plant. I did everything from filling radiator fluid (which exploded on me once; messy, messy stuff, let me tell you), to balancing tires. One night I even got to drive the brand spankin’ new trucks off the line. That ROCKED.

What types of books do you write?

I love to laugh so I try to write books that focus on comedy with a heaping helping of sexy times thrown in for good measure. There’s always a kiss of quirk with your kink. 😉

Who’s your main audience?

Everyone who’s reading this! I tend to write characters ranging in age from late twenties to early fifties. That’s essentially my target audience. And people who love to laugh…and pant. Sometimes simultaneously.

Out of all of your characters, which is your favorite? Why?

Julia Weston from my erotic romance short story, Human Touch. She’s cute, incredibly quick-witted, and is adorably (and awkwardly) self-conscious when it comes to encounters with the opposite sex. In short, she’s a carbon copy of moi. 😉

What does your writing schedule look like?

Umm…it looks like a spastic six-year-old with a crayon fetish put it together. I don’t really have a schedule. I just try to find the time when I can and wait for inspiration to strike. I’m livin’ on a prayer, baby.

Do you use your OWN experiences?

Ohhh, yes. Many, many times. I always laugh because every female character I write tends to take on at least one…or twelve of my quirks. My newest release, Crossing the Line, is loosely based on a true story of a border crossing adventure I had with an insanely sexy border guard named George.

Was it easy to pick the title for your book?

Titles have always come easily for me. In fact, I often think of clever titles first and then the story takes shape from there. Cheapskates in Love, one of my two stories in the Heat Wave boxed set, evolved after one of my best girlfriends used that line in a conversation we were having about online dating and the fact that I was too cheap to pay for an actual membership to an online dating site.

Pick one profession you would choose if you were not an author. Why?

A professional soccer player. Because soccer is awesome. World Cup, anyone?

What are you currently working on?

Nutcases—a story set in a world where peanut butter has been banned. What follows is the desperate attempt of two PB addicts to bootleg peanut butter to the masses using their secret underground peanut-butter-making machine.

FUN FACTS:

What is your favorite flavor of ice cream? Ben and Jerry’s Half Baked

Night owl, or early bird? Early bird, even though I’m terrified of the winged creatures

Red, or white wine? How about champagne!

Roller Coasters or Water Rides? Water rides because I get the motion sickness

Swimming in the ocean or a pool? Ocean!

Walking or fitness club? I’m much more of a home worker-outer

Any last words? Thanks for having me here! Hope you’ve all enjoyed getting to know me! Come and visit me at my blog, on Facebook, or Twitter! 🙂

Thank you for answering these questions for Room With Books. I know your time is in great demand during a tour and I appreciate your time to let our readers get to know you better!

Here’s a blurb for Body Check, one of the bonus stories featured in the set:

Alicia Holden is the ultimate hockey fan. She eats, sleeps, and breathes the game, but there’s one real reason for her devotion. And his name is Mike Converset. When an opportunity comes along to win a charity dinner with her hockey heartthrob, she leaps at the chance.

He’s absolutely nothing like she imagined. Rough, tough, and in no mood to impress, Mike assumes Alicia’s like every other woman who’s come into his life, but he soon learns she’s so much more. They share a connection that brings them closer together in mind and body. But is their romantic encounter simply a one-night stand, or can they take their passion into overtime?

Here’s an excerpt from Body Check:

***Intended for MATURE audiences only due to graphic language and sexual situation***

Mike positioned himself at her entrance. His eyes were black. His breathing was erratic. He sank into her wet heat, pulsing and twitching as he buried his full length, pausing when he filled her. “Jesus,” he croaked.

The weight of him pressing against her felt like heaven. She rocked her hips.

“Stats,” he blurted. “Gimme some stats.”

Beads of sweat gathered on his forehead. He was right on the edge, and she was the one who brought him there. A surge of pride rushed through her blood. “One-hundred-and-six points in seventy-five games this season.”

A smile slipped free. He pulled all the way out then plunged into her again.

“Six hat-tricks. Four penalty minutes on two separate occasions, both of which were bogus calls.”

“Good.” She grinned, winding her hips. “Two Art Ross trophies to your credit. Could have been a third if that jerk, Sanderson, didn’t bounce back so fast from his supposed ankle injury.”

He laughed but quickly sobered as her ankles locked around his lower back. She knew it wouldn’t be slow. Her fingers clung to the headboard to help keep her grounded. She knew it wouldn’t be gentle. The mountain of pillows behind her gave her the confidence to push back just as hard. But he made love like he meant it, and now that she knew the man behind the uniform, she could see how passion was a constant in his life.

Her heels dug into his ass. She groaned for every grunt and moaned for every growl. She met each thrust with the same energy and urgency, heedless of her aching muscles and waning strength. The kisses did her in, though. They were slow and gentle. A soft brush of his lips to her cheeks and chin. Sweet nibbles along her neck and shoulder. Feather-light strokes of his tongue across her breasts. The juxtaposition drove her mad.

Author bio:

Hailing from the Great White North, Evelyn Jules loves curling up on the couch with a hot toddy and a steamy book. Nothing warms a girl up faster than a little hanky-panky. When she’s not reading deliciously erotic tales, she’s weaving her own in hopes of warming her readers’ hearts and other parts!